It wasn't until the two staff members drove away that Song Tan shook his head:
"How come you don't have any family status?"
I had to call my daughter-in-law to apply for something to buy. I kept talking for half an hour, and the two of them together couldn't even get 5 figures together——
This wave of marketing was not very successful.
If it weren't for the capable little branch secretary, today's meal would have been bleak.
Zhang Yanping also walked out of the house, thinking about the future at this moment: "A married man is so humble... If I get married, I will have to take care of all the money in the family!"
Xin Jun happened to come out to pour water. As the only single person in the room who had been in love, he was very calm:
"What about your girlfriend?"
Zhang Yanping:...Okay, he doesn't have a girlfriend yet.
Xin Jun turned around and said: "Actually, there is no need to rush at all. Take the things back. As long as the family has eaten them and has enough money on hand, they will definitely not miss it."
"If you really have no money and no means, doing business often depends on fate."
"Yes." Song Tan looked at it with open eyes: "I'm just thinking that there is a nest of hot potatoes in the back mountain, and I'm a little depressed."
Just as he was talking, he saw Qiao Qiao sneaking down from the back mountain again, holding a cotton swab in his hand with something crystal clear on it.
Looking through the cotton swab, there is a faint orange color.
"Qiaoqiao, you stole honey again!" Song Tan looked at him.
Qiao Qiao quickly put her hands behind her back: "I didn't, it was just an accidental touch."
Boy, this kid can tell lies now!
Song Tan raised an eyebrow: "You opened the beehive, accidentally put the cotton swab in, and then accidentally rubbed it?"
Qiaoqiao nodded heavily: "Yes!"
Song Tan:......
She waved her hand: "You can feed your own things. Why are you so sneaky? A man should be more dignified."
Qiao Qiao didn't understand what he heard and stood there a little confused. Until Xin Jun looked at him with a smile:
"What your sister means is, if you have any ideas about how to feed the mice, please tell me and don't be secretive - why don't you go and feed your mice quickly?"
"It's a field mouse!" Qiao Qiao emphasized, thought for a while, and went into the house openly holding the cotton swab.
When the little field mouse was first brought back, it was all pink, with only a light layer of down, its eyes hadn't opened, and it had too little to eat.
In addition to secretly feeding the expired milk powder at home, Qiao Qiao would also occasionally give it some special treatment.
For example, this ball of honey is for the little field mouse.
He took the cotton swab and then returned to his room and looked at the rush basket that his grandfather had made - green and tender stems and leaves, weaving into a beautiful and delicate little box.
When you open the door, you will see several layers of toilet paper underneath, giving the little field mouse a soft home.
Its eyes have been opened, black and translucent. When it hears the movement, it makes a "squeak" sound eagerly. Its body, which is getting thicker and thicker, is also crawling anxiously, and then follows the familiar path of Qiao Qiao.
He pulled his wrist towards his fingers, and finally hugged the cotton swab tightly in the air.
The little mouth sucked on the cotton swab head, squeaking, so satisfied.
Qiao Qiao just stared at him and couldn't help laughing at this moment.
He loosened the cotton swab and put the mouse into the box:
"Then, Ota, you can eat it by yourself, I'm going to see Ultraman."
That's right.
Qiao Qiao named this vole Da Tian, which is the same as the big white big bear Dabao.
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Here, the old Song family has resumed its old life, but over at the old house, the person in charge is surrounding the cherry tree covered by a green fence, turning left and right, thinking endlessly.
Because the excavator boy doesn't have enough food, he has not been as passionate and tireless about his work recently as he used to be.
Seeing the foreman's expression at this moment, he immediately asked again: "Have the meals been discussed?"
What food are we discussing?
The person in charge was troubled: "Come and see, are there any missing cherries?"
The excavator boy took a closer look - there were orange-red and yellow cherries mixed in the green branches and leaves, clusters in clusters, beeping, beeping, like cute little lanterns disappearing among them.
"Look, underneath this leaf, there was a cherry that was almost ripe yesterday. It was orange-red and translucent, and you could see through the flesh."
"Let's take a look today - isn't it? There's only one hollow left here, the cherry is gone!"
The excavator guy looked at him in shock: "Brother, why do you have such good eyesight? This cherry may have fallen to the ground."
"impossible!"
The person in charge looked at the cherry tree with a deep look: "I looked at it this morning and there were no traces on the ground at all!"
"Then it's possible that the ants carried it away..."
The person in charge was silent.
But his sixth sense still felt that this was not the case. This cherry grew so well, how could it fall to the ground just after it was ripe?
Just one night's work.
He was embarrassed to say that he had spotted it long ago and was just waiting to pick it secretly in the morning.
But I found it was gone in the morning.
I have been observing for a long time now, but I can't find any clues, not to mention how depressed I am.
The excavator guy didn't take this seriously. After all, he had never eaten a cherry before. He didn't know what it would be like to have the person in charge hold the core in his mouth for half the night.
At this moment, he said casually: "Brother, please wait a little longer. The cherries will be ripe anyway, which will only take a day or two. One or two less ones are not worth it."
This is the truth, but the person in charge is still heartbroken!
Although if he got Song Sancheng, he could buy a few kilograms of these cherries, but just such a tree, with so many old Song family members, how many kilograms could it be sold to him?
Now, thinking about the right time and place, I would take one or two pills before anyone comes...
He was about to get it, but suddenly he disappeared!
How do you describe this emotion?
Just like an old farmer who has been guarding the fields all day long, he suddenly finds that his wheat has been cut!
He turned back depressedly, and not long after, he took another thing from the room and secretly put it on another shelf.
After half a day of tossing and tossing, the progress of the construction site was still within the plan, and dinner was about to start again in the evening. The excavator guy was reluctant to eat from his rice bowl, and the person in charge became angry when he looked at him——
You say this, a young man who doesn’t think about making money day by day, but only thinks about eating, has no future!
He turned around and secretly clicked on his phone again, turning on the monitoring.
That's right.
What he secretly set up on a pole nearby was a surveillance camera. It was originally used to monitor the construction site, but there were two others, so he made temporary adjustments.
I watched the replay - well, there is no problem.
After looking at the lens again, there was nothing wrong.
Just when I thought about it, I saw the shadow of the tree in the picture move!
His heart was excited, and he decided to zoom in on the video!
Good night.
My memory is like this - it's time to type, what did I write yesterday? Look at it again - OK, I've finished writing it, published it, let's write the next chapter - Hey, what did I just write?
